Chapter 109 Interlude: The Evil Dragon Bloodline’s Overwhelming Possessiveness
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The moment bedtime arrives, a fierce, full-on contest erupts among the harem of young daughters who’ve inherited the Evil Dragon’s blood. ²
”Ouch, my arm! Papa! Meizuki!” Meizuki wailed, her voice demanding.
”Daddy! Daddy, unh!” Akika cried out fiercely.
”Paapa, Gin! Gin!” Gingetsu cooed lovingly.
”Akika! Papaaa… Akika wants Papaa… Hnnnngh!” Shiratsuki strained with effort.
Climbing all over my body as I settle into bed, my infant daughters are staking their claims on their spots. They’ve begun to aggressively advertise to claim who gets to be hugged while sleeping—a non-negotiable battle for a Papa Daughter. The sight of them clamoring over me, from my shoulder all the way down to my chest, is genuinely adorable, especially with their tiny forms. To fall asleep nestled in my arms is the ultimate cradle of comfort, and since they experienced it only briefly when they were a week old, all four infants now desperately cling to me and refuse to let go.
Meizuki, the willful little princess, keeps patting my cheek with her small, open hands. Akika starts to beg by rubbing her Evil Dragon horn—her soul’s dignity—against my chest. Gingetsu gives me little sucking, kiss-like nibbles on my neck. Shiratsuki places a hand on her own chest and just keeps calling my name.
Though they’re usually the best of sisters, sleeping with their Father is a completely different story, it seems. While they won’t sabotage each other’s advertisement efforts, they clearly recognize each other as a rival to be kicked out of the way. Since each one has only gotten one turn sleeping in my embrace, there’s no willingness to share or give in; it’s a full-frontal assault, an unstated agreement among sisters. They are throwing every last bit of energy they have left today into this moment.
”Well, this is a pickle, ain’t it? Now, who’s willing to give up their turn for a sister today?”
”No!” Meizuki demanded.
”Daddy, no!” Akika protested.
”Waaaaaaah!” Gingetsu let out a loud cry of disagreement.
”No! Papaaa! Papaaa!” Shiratsuki shouted.
Their eyes might be different colors, but the absolute, unwavering will that shines in their gaze is exactly the same: they are absolutely not giving up their spot in my arms. These infants, whose bodies, hearts, and very souls are stained with the Papa Daughter compulsion, have an unshakeable resolve for their Father’s affection. If they’re this way after only a week of life, I’m almost looking forward to seeing how much more intense this Papa Daughter compulsion becomes as they grow. However, if they start demanding me the way my older daughters, Uigetsu and Sakuya, do, I’ll truly be encircled by the Evil Dragon Bloodline for good.
While I’m lost in thought, the four impatient daughters start to get even more aggressive with their advertisement toward their Father.
”Kiss, Papa… Mei, kiss, nnngh, squeak, nnngh—” Meizuki whispered, getting carried away.
”Daddy, rub, rub… unh! Daddy, rub, rub!” Akika moaned with delight.
”Paapa! Gin, kiss… nnngh, nnngh… ahhh!” Gingetsu sighed contentedly.
”Papaaa… Papaaa… Hnnngh! Ouch, Akika, Akika… Papaa, Akika… Hnnnngh!” Shiratsuki whimpered, lost in the moment.
Meizuki manages to steal a sudden kiss from my lips, only to become so excited by her own action that she immediately collapses from over-stimulation. Shiratsuki attempts a loving cheek rub, but gets so lost in the sensation of touching her Father that she completely forgets her original goal. Gingetsu is so overjoyed by latching onto me that she continues to drift and sway in blissful pleasure, almost dozing off. Akika, by rubbing her Evil Dragon horn to offer her Dignity to her Father, seems to have unlocked a brand new sexual fixation, and her entire sense of reason is completely melted and sinking.
The four infant daughters, each in their own way, have completely fallen for their Father and dissolved into adoration. The Papa Daughter instinct is unceasingly demanding their Father, radiating a stubborn resolve not to be parted from their embrace. Meizuki, Shiratsuki, Gingetsu, and Akika—the only thing in their vision are their Father’s twin eyes, gleaming with that strange, beautiful light. They are all frantically showing off their innocent, country-ruining beauty to try and capture their Father’s heart. This sight truly confirms that the Evil Dragon Bloodline will always encircle the one male that their clan has chosen, manifesting an incredible desire for exclusivity even as infants.
As I watch my daughters cling to me, desperately begging for my attention, I realize that choosing just one of them would only leave behind a lasting scar and bitterness amongst the sisters.
”I’ll hold all of you equally, my loves. That way, you sisters can continue to be good friends, yeah?”
”Papa… Mei… nnngh, ahhh, Papa, I like you…” Meizuki sighed contentedly.
”Daddy, Daddy… Hnnngh! Mmmmmph!” Akika nuzzled fiercely.
”Ahhh… Paapa, Paapa! Kiss, nnngh?! Eeeek!” Gingetsu squealed in surprised delight.
”Wha—?! Papaaa! Nggh, mmmph, ahh!” Shiratsuki cried out in bliss.
I catch all my daughters—Meizuki, Shiratsuki, Gingetsu, and Akika—in a single, big hug, my arms wide open to hold them all at once. It’s a beautiful scene, like catching a full bouquet of flowers in both my arms. Once they’re safe in the blissful cradle of the Father’s arms, my daughters melt into a perfect, ecstatic climax of pure joy.
”There now, Meizuki. You’re safe in Father’s arms, the place you love most. Now, go ahead and sleep peacefully.”
”Ahhh, nnngh… Papa, Papa… kiss” Meizuki murmured softly.
The first one down. I embrace her tiny body, holding her close, and as I wrap her in my hug, she immediately gives in. The moment she’d been waiting for has come; she captures my face with her little hand to give me a kiss, then sinks into a doze with an expression of peace, as if reaching the height of heaven. Her small breaths are even, and the arm that links and connects her to me grips her Father tightly, never to let go.
”Shiratsuki is next, huh? How is it? Is the place you’ve been waiting for comfortable?”
”Ahhh! Daddy… melty… Squeee!” Shiratsuki sighed.
And now, the second. Shiratsuki, with her silver-shimmering hair and clear blue eyes, is a tiny child who embodies the cuteness of a snow fairy. She stares at me with a dazed look, as if intoxicated by my body heat. When I pull her close, her small body melts into me, sticking close and never separating.
”Gingetsu, come here now.”
”Ahhh… Paapa, Paapa! Kiss, nnngh?! Eeeek!” Gingetsu squealed as she approached.
Moving to the third. Gingetsu runs to me at her Father’s command, launching herself into my arms, so I catch her. The streak of silver in her shining black-gold hair is the proof that the Dragon’s blood has manifested within her. Her clear blue eyes shine with happiness, and the sacred aura she carries purifies the surrounding air. She puts my finger in her mouth like a pacifier, wearing a dissolved expression as if she’s tasting the nectar of the heavens. She closes her eyes and falls asleep with a deeply comfortable look on her face.
”Akika is last. Here, get all the affection you want from your Father.”
”Mmgh, Papa… Papaa… nnngh, ahhh, Papa…” Akika mumbled in a daze.
Finally, the fourth. A new sexual fixation seems to have blossomed, and she is now a willing prisoner to the act of offering her dignity to her Father as a form of exchange. She keeps rubbing her Evil Dragon horn against me, her dazed voice unending and frantic. Every time her horn scrapes my body, she trembles in pleasure as if she is reaching an erogenous ³ property. Akika has completely awakened to something new. The habit of giving that her mother, Sakuya, had—the ultimate act of which was offering her Evil Dragon horn—seems to have been faithfully inherited by Akika as a deep-seated, karmic sexual fixation.
”From now on, we’ll all sleep together, with everyone held equally.”
”Ahhh, Papa…” Meizuki breathed in her sleep.
”…Daddy, nnngh” Shiratsuki mumbled.
”Paapa, chuuukii…” Gingetsu cooed affectionately.
”Papaa, Papaa, ahhh…” Akika whispered in a daze.
Their Father’s arms are the ultimate feather mattress for these Papa Daughters. They sink into a doze, enjoying perfect peace and bliss, yet when their Father speaks to them, they all respond in their own ways. Their bodies, hearts, and souls are now completely and perfectly fallen to him. Their attitude clearly shows that his chest and arms are their only true place in the world, and their tiny bodies will surely never let go of what they’ve grabbed with their unnatural, illogical grip. The harem created by the Evil Dragon Bloodline seems destined to continue for generations and generations of descendants.
”The Evil Dragon’s prosperity and breeding, huh… Looks like I’ll be the foundation for my descendants, encircled until my very last drop of seed is squeezed out of me.”
Watching my daughters, who have inherited the Founding Ancestor Yaten’s desire for exclusivity, I’m convinced that I, their Father, will be heavily milked by my descendants until the end of my days.
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Summary:
A fierce and cute battle of love erupts at bedtime as the Evil Dragon bloodline infants—Meizuki, Akika, Gingetsu, and Shiratsuki—compete for the ultimate prize: a spot in their Father’s arms. Their aggressive Papa Daughter instincts and tiny, country-ruining beauty clash as they use their unique traits, like the Evil Dragon horn, in a desperate advertisement for affection. Realizing the intense desire for exclusivity among his adorable daughters, the Father, knowing he can’t choose, resolves the conflict by holding all four equally, plunging them into a shared bliss that only his embrace can provide. This moment solidifies his fate to be encircled by his passionate descendants for a long time.
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Character Insight:
The four infant daughters are already displaying the powerful, almost compulsive desire for exclusivity inherent in the Evil Dragon bloodline. Their extreme emotional and physical reactions to their Father, from Meizuki’s demanding kisses to Akika’s strange new sexual fixation on rubbing her dignity horn, reveal that this overwhelming affection is genetic, not learned. Their happiness is solely and completely dependent on their Father, setting the stage for a dramatic future in the clan’s harem structure.
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Behind the Scene:
This scene shows the immediate, chaotic results of the Father having four new daughters who all inherit the intense, possessive Evil Dragon bloodline traits. Their competition is a fun, lighthearted take on the darker themes of genetic compulsion and obsession. The Father’s internal realization that he’s destined to be the ‘foundation’ for the clan’s breeding and prosperity confirms that the narrative’s focus is now firmly on his role as the singular male figure in this ever-growing harem.
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T/L:
² [Evil Dragon bloodline’s harem]. The term ‘harem’ here refers to a group of women/girls (daughters in this case) who all desire the same man (the Father). It’s a key genre tag often seen in Japanese light novels and manga. ↩
³ [Erogenous]. This is a translator’s choice to capture the highly sensual and overwhelming nature of Akika’s physical reaction to the friction of her horn, leaning into the ‘off-label’ or suggestive themes of the scene, as per my instructions. ↩
Notes:
• Akika – Sakuya’s daughter.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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